Friday, November 14, 2014

7 Quick Takes about Food Snobbery, Nathan for You, and a Survivor Named Tiny

It's 7 Quick Takes Friday!


Phillip's birthday was on Saturday. Birthdays always present a special challenge, because Phillip is a food snob. 

Being married to a food snob is never easy, but especially so on birthdays, because you can't impress a food snob with a mere Better Crocker cake mix in a box. They like tastes they can describe as "sophisticated" and "complex." 

What I came up with this year was apricot date dark chocolate bars with raw cashews, sunflower seeds, and almonds. 

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As a non-food snob, how do I know what will qualify as "sophisticated" enough? I've found that a recipe is usually suitable to make for a food snob if I first have to Google 2 to 3 of the ingredients to figure out what they are.


Lest he come across too harshly, let me say that Phillip is also an awesome guy who would never, ever complain about my cooking. He appreciates every meal I make no matter how simple (or burnt, or late) it is.

The difference between us is that I cook to keep everyone alive, and Phillip cooks because he takes pride in the craft. So he is our holiday cook, and prepares the most elaborate and beautiful meals you've ever seen, tasted, or smelled in your life.

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Thanksgiving dinner 2013. I won't even tell you how many hours in the kitchen (for Phillip) this represents.

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While my friends are working their tails off in the kitchen on Thanksgiving, I'm relaxing with a book because my only job is pretty much folding the napkins at the table. Looking forward to it.


My 3-year-old was recklessly stomping around by the baby's head, and here was the conversation that ensued:

Me: Be careful.

3 Year Old: Why?
Me: I don't want you to step on your brother.
3 Year Old: And squeeze him and break him and go to heaven and live wiss Jesus?

Um... yes. In not so many words.


The third grade Veteran's Day concert at my kids' school went just as expected. Some kids forgot to wear the right color, some kids didn't know the words, there was lots of waving to parents in the audience, and one kid cried. It wasn't a musical masterpiece, but I took a few pictures and enjoyed the concert for what it was.

At these kinds of events, I'm always slightly puzzled to see some of the parents around me taking a continuous video of the entire 25-minute concert. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate our veterans and I love my kids, but I think I'd poke my eyes out with a fork if I had to sit down and watch the entirety of "Thank You, Veterans" again on video. Is anyone really planning on doing this later?


Looking around on Amazon Instant Video for something to watch after the kids are in bed, Phillip and I stumbled on Nathan For You. I've only seen the one episode so I can't guarantee that it's any good, but it's certainly the only show I know of that combines comedy, business consulting, and reality TV.

Phillip thinks Nathan is the only one acting and everyone else is real; I think it's all staged. What do you think?


In the spirit of generalizing on things I don't know anything about, I noticed that Nathan from the last take has this dry, deadpan humor where you sometimes really can't tell whether he's joking or not. Is that a Canadian thing? 

I ask because we know one other Canadian, and he's exactly like that. But if my college sociology class taught me anything it's that two isn't a very large sample size, so I could be wrong here.


Surprise, surprise! We have a new addition to our family. My daughter's class finished their science unit studying crayfish, and we're the proud new owners of one of the survivors. This is Tiny:

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Don't you love it when teachers pawn the class pets off on the parents?

Tiny may be little, but she's apparently a fighter. Half of the crayfish died in territory skirmishes during the 3 weeks they were living in the tank at school. We'll see how long she lasts in this crazy house.

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Kelly M. said...

I also wonder when I see parents filming an entire play, concert,etc. how they can be enjoying the event. Like, sit down and watch it NOW, LIVE as it's happening. Why watch it through the screen of your phone or camera when you can see it IN REAL LIFE. But, maybe there's out of town family involved? I have to assume there's a good reason someone would go to all that trouble.
And I didn't know Glad made crayfish habitats; good to know! ;)

Jenny Evans said...

When your daughter waits until 30 seconds before the bus comes to tell you she's bringing home her crayfish TODAY, you end up with live animals in the nearest available Tupperware. Whatevs.